i try to smile upon the saddest of your looks,
and laugh with every tears you drop loose,
i try to grin with every frown you pose,
with my every hopes to see you froze,
but i care too much to let you cry,
and i know too less to see you die.

my shadow lingers at my forehand,
it carries a sign i couldn't comprehend.
these open palms of mine feel bland,
yet i wouldn't want to ever understand,